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I went out just before dark last night. Stayed out till nearly 11PM.
Fishing off some cliffs and rock slides, with a long distance to the nearest sign of humans.
I turn my ligts off when I'm fishing that close to shore. (Casting distance)
I dont like the interference to my vision.
I figure if anybody's gonna come close to me in that Location, he's gonna get his due just a few seconds after he hits me anyway. I turn em' back on when I head off toward the launch ramp though.
I saw an Otter going along the shorline. His head was as long as a Duck's body. It wasn't a Duck though. I didnt take any of that Clear Liquid out with me.
I got strikes but no fish. Anytime I go fishing it turns out to be an expensive boat ride. Although whoever goes out with me catches fish.
You cant beat Night fishing for Therapy.
Quiet. No bright sunlight to deal with. No traffic. Cooler than the daytime too. If you get any breeze at all its cool. The Smell of Barbeque drifting across the lake. Quiet...did I mention that?
A school of Stripers makes a lot of splashing noise when they are feeding. They move along rapidly, chasing the bait fish as the Bait fish try to escape.
At night you can hear those Stripers from several hundered yards away. Just one more good reason for the absence of Noise.
Bright starry night. Lots of room to lay back and wonder at the sight up there.
Some Native kid a few Centuries ago probably looked up and wonderd: "just what the hell is all that?" I bet he might have wasted an Arrow at the Moon on one of those really bright moonlit nights.
This part of the country didnt have any natural Lakes. Alabama's Lakes are all man-made. So that poor kid could only find wide spots in the Creek beds or River to gaze upwards. Trees everwhere would block his vision. He may have thought those bright lights came out of the tree tops somewhere. Like Lightening bugs.
Sometimes at night I put over a couple of Catfish hooksets and lay back to enjoy. Wait for something to happen. That's when this native kid comes to my mind.
One more good reason: The Circus at the Ramp is all over and done with by the time I get there.
Fishing off some cliffs and rock slides, with a long distance to the nearest sign of humans.
I turn my ligts off when I'm fishing that close to shore. (Casting distance)
I dont like the interference to my vision.
I figure if anybody's gonna come close to me in that Location, he's gonna get his due just a few seconds after he hits me anyway. I turn em' back on when I head off toward the launch ramp though.
I saw an Otter going along the shorline. His head was as long as a Duck's body. It wasn't a Duck though. I didnt take any of that Clear Liquid out with me.
I got strikes but no fish. Anytime I go fishing it turns out to be an expensive boat ride. Although whoever goes out with me catches fish.
You cant beat Night fishing for Therapy.
Quiet. No bright sunlight to deal with. No traffic. Cooler than the daytime too. If you get any breeze at all its cool. The Smell of Barbeque drifting across the lake. Quiet...did I mention that?
A school of Stripers makes a lot of splashing noise when they are feeding. They move along rapidly, chasing the bait fish as the Bait fish try to escape.
At night you can hear those Stripers from several hundered yards away. Just one more good reason for the absence of Noise.
Bright starry night. Lots of room to lay back and wonder at the sight up there.
Some Native kid a few Centuries ago probably looked up and wonderd: "just what the hell is all that?" I bet he might have wasted an Arrow at the Moon on one of those really bright moonlit nights.
This part of the country didnt have any natural Lakes. Alabama's Lakes are all man-made. So that poor kid could only find wide spots in the Creek beds or River to gaze upwards. Trees everwhere would block his vision. He may have thought those bright lights came out of the tree tops somewhere. Like Lightening bugs.
Sometimes at night I put over a couple of Catfish hooksets and lay back to enjoy. Wait for something to happen. That's when this native kid comes to my mind.
One more good reason: The Circus at the Ramp is all over and done with by the time I get there.